Let Them Kneel (kaelani and Julian) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187

Final

Until the view out through

All eyes turned.

Jace stood there

Covered in dirt and blood

Bruised

And completely naked.

A sharp gasp out through the courtyard.

A few of the Unseelie averted their eyes immediately–others didn’t react fast enough, their attention dropping lower before snapping away just as quickly, faces tightening with awkward restraint.

One of the Seers moved without hesitation, slipping off her robe and crossing the distance to him, offering it out. He limped forward, one hand gripping his shoulder, his face pulling tight with pain.

Jace took the robe with a quiet thanks, dragging it around himself without ceremony. Kaelani looked up at him, desperation written across her face.

“How?” she demanded. “How do we reverse it?”

Jace’s eyes flicked to Julian, then back to her.

“With Wyrmwell potion,” he said.

“It reversed my mark. Stopped it right in its tracks.”

“Where do we get it?” she pressed. “Tell me and I’ll take us there right now.”

“That potion requires more than just an incantation,” a Seer interrupted. “It requires the scales of a dragon.”

“Dragon…” Kaelani mouthed the word, surprised that anything could still catch her off guard.

“Dragons have not revealed themselves in thousands of years,” the Seer continued. “They do not answer summons. They do not bend to lesser beings.”

Jace shook his head.

“My mate made it,” he insisted. “She can get more-

”

“The scales are not simply plucked from a dragon,” the Seer cut in. “They must be shed.”

The air seemed to tighten.

“And not by just any dragon.”

Her voice lowered.

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“By a Dragon Lord–one that has lived long enough to carry a life force older than most realms themselves ”

Quiet spread like ink through water.

“Such beings do not give their scales freely,” she continued. “Not when they hold the power to break claims that lesser magic cannot touch.”

The hope Kaelani clung to began to dim.

“But if we can get them-

“Even if you could,” the Seer said, softer now, “the potion would not be immediate. It takes weeks to brew.”

Her eyes shifted to Julian.

Then back to Kaelani.

“I’m sorry.”

The words fell like a stone.

Too heavy to swallow.

“He doesn’t have that kind of time.”

Kaelani looked back at Julian.

The tears came freely now.

No control left to hold them back.

Julian’s eyes fluttered open–barely.

Struggling to stay that way.

He was dying.

His gaze drifted lower-

To where the vines and leaves curled across her body, covering just enough.

His lips twitched.

“You look… sexy.”

Kaelani didn’t react.

Didn’t smile.

Didn’t even breathe for a second.

“Stop…” she whispered, her voice breaking under the weight of everything she was trying to hold together.

The faint humor faded from his expression.

Something heavier settled in its place.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “For everything.”

Her breath hitched.

Her wolf whimpered soft, broken, echoing through her chest.

“Why?” she choked out. “Why would you do this?”

Her hands tightened against him.

“Why would you put yourself in danger to come here?”

Julian’s eyes found hers again.

Dim.

But certain.

“Because…” his voice strained, breath shallow. “I’d do anything for you, Kaelani.”

He allowed the silence to hold for a moment, letting his words sink in.

“I’d die for you.”

Her eyes squeezed shut.

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